(seven years)
Beneath the clothes you wore to sleep
was the softest voice that ever spoke to me
asking 'are you warm under these sheets
are you sure that you want me?'
these scars of mine are more than skin deep
and there are ghosts in the air i breathe
and these ghosts will haunt your dreams
they'll taunt you in your sleep
saying 'oh we know about the love you
lost and need'
hopes become a dirty secret you keep
and youre always the dreamer
never the dream
but i will listen to the air above your street
and in seven years you will sing a song for me
my darling you're only 15
but in seven years you'll sing.
was the softest voice that ever spoke to me
asking 'are you warm under these sheets
are you sure that you want me?'
these scars of mine are more than skin deep
and there are ghosts in the air i breathe
and these ghosts will haunt your dreams
they'll taunt you in your sleep
saying 'oh we know about the love you
lost and need'
hopes become a dirty secret you keep
and youre always the dreamer
never the dream
but i will listen to the air above your street
and in seven years you will sing a song for me
my darling you're only 15
but in seven years you'll sing.